Last week Lino Rulli brought his SiriusXM radio show down here to Austin, and I co-hosted it with him all week. For your listening pleasure, here is a “best of” audio clip:
As you can hear from the multiple moments when I was laughing so hard I couldn’t speak, we had a ridiculous amount of fun.
(Here is everything you need to know about what you’ll hear if you listen to that audio clip: about two-thirds of the way through, we talk about traditional Christian moral law and salvation theology with Tupac’s California Love playing in the background.)
The trip was so quick that it was already time to check in for my return flight when I arrived at the airport, yet we managed to record five episodes! Johnette and I didn’t go over what we’d talk about ahead of time — we just started talking, and let the cameras roll. It made for a great series of interviews, since we went on all sorts of tangents that we hadn’t planned to discuss. I think the episodes are going to be a lot of fun to watch. I’ll let you know when they air!
People keep sending me this story about Richard Branson’s glass-bottom plane. It turns out to be a hoax (which is weird, since it seems exactly like something Branson would do), but everyone has been joking that this must be my worst nightmare, given my feelings about flying.
Let me state for the record: I would love to fly in a glass-bottomed plane. In fact, I don’t think that model goes far enough. I want a plane that is ALL GLASS.
What I hate about flying is not being in the air; it’s being crammed into a metal box in the air. I think I’ve mentioned that my dad was a HALO (High Altitude, Low Opening) instructor in Special Forces. He spent his early adulthood jumping out of planes that were way too high in the sky, then free-falling for minutes on end. It is in my blood not to be afraid of heights. If airlines provided passengers with an Eject button and a parachute, I’d use it on two out of every three flights.
For the same reason that I always need a window seat, even though it causes me to have surprisingly intense neurotic episodes about how to go to the bathroom, I would be delighted to fly in an entirely transparent plane. For me, a successful air travel experience is dependent on being able to convince myself that that I am speeding through the air at 500 mph on my own, and not doing so while trapped in a tube.
In addition to not having glass planes, there is another airline policy that I would like to protest: suspending beverage service due to turbulence.
Airlines of the world, please read closely when I say: rough flights are when we MOST NEED beverage service. It is especially cruel to suspend it once it’s started; I believe that once the cart is out in the aisle, you have a moral obligation to see that it makes it to every row.
There is nothing worse than being jammed into your wall-locker-sized space, the seat in front of you all up in your face since the guy in front of you chose to recline all the way (we agree that this is a sin, right?), spotting the beverage cart, trying to practice patience as it inches toward you…only to see the cart suddenly start moving the opposite direction. Don’t be surprised if I win a special Academy Award for Off-Screen Dramatic Performance one day for wailing “COME BAAAAACK!!! DON’T LEAVE ME LIKE THIS!” as the beverage cart rolls away during a stormy flight.
Airlines, think outside the box here: Give the flight attendants helmets and some of those poofy protective suits that self-defense instructors wear. Use cart-pushing robots. Employ trained dogs. Whatever. I believe that if we put our heads together, we CAN find a way to make every flight a flight with beverage service.
The Edel Gathering begins two weeks from today! The fact that Hallie and I have managed to pull this thing together with everything else going on is proof to me that this must have been an event directly inspired by God. We have had some major challenges arise, and our to-do lists are a mile long, but I can honestly say that I don’t feel stressed about it. It just feels like it’s all going to come together and be amazing.
One of the things that’s most exciting to me about the conference is that so many of the attendees have told me that they’re coming alone, and won’t know anyone else there. I love that. And I keep telling them that the “not knowing anyone else” part isn’t going to last very long once they’re there.
Hallie and I have put a ton of thought into how to make the Edel Gathering an event that fosters new friendships, yet doesn’t force anyone into social situations that would make them uncomfortable. We’ve come up with some ideas that I’m extremely excited about — I’ll tell you all about it after the event!
I got Michael Hyatt’s free resource ebook a while back, and I was intrigued when he mentioned that listening to focus music increases his productivity.
At the time I was having trouble getting my email inbox under control. I kept setting aside time to work on it, but then I’d get distracted and give up after only a handful replies.
I looked up the focus music that Hyatt talks about, and found this hour-long sample on Youtube:
I’ve been listening to it while I work, and I’m shocked by the results: I estimate that I was 4 – 5 times more productive more productive with that music on my headphones. I strongly recommend checking it out next time you need to focus!
How cool is it that the countries of the two living Popes are facing off in the World Cup this weekend? I can’t decide whom to root for: I’m a huge fan of Pope Francis…but I think of myself as a BXVI Catholic since Benedict had such a profound influence on my conversion. I have German heritage…but my all-time favorite travel memory is from Argentina (in the Mendoza wine country). Clearly, I’ll be torn during the game.
Also, here’s a bit of fun trivia that Catholic soccer nerds: Did you know that uber-popular soccer writer Mike Foss is the son of uber-popular homeschool / Catholic writer Elizabeth Foss? I’ve been reading about Elizabeth’s life as a homeschooling mother for years now, so it always leads to a surreal worlds-colliding moment when I see my husband retweeting her son’s soccer coverage.
Which team are you rooting for?
Have a great weekend, everyone!